(BL)(MTL)Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

    Jiang Yuhan did not expect to see this scene, and frowned slightly.

    The rag doll in the kid's hand reminded him of this morning.

    It was this kid who came to play pranks in his room.

    And the person who was holding his thigh...

    His vision was blocked by the formation, and he could only see a touch of red on the little ghost's hand.

    Exactly the same as that flashed by that night.

    Ji Hui didn't know that Guitong's way of hugging his thigh was discovered, and his forehead jumped after being hugged.

    "Don't let go?"

    He stretched out his hand and squeezed the braids on Guitong's head, and Guitong's dark eye sockets lifted up, a little aggrieved.

    "Then mother can't go in."

    Ji Hui: ...

    why is this child so stubborn?

    "I'm going in to save people."

    Jing Cen and Jiang Yuhan are all ordinary people, and it's not good to stay there for a long time. Although Ji Hui is usually rambunctious, no matter what his professional ethics are, he will never die. do not save.

    He still has some confidence in this formation.

    However, the kid didn't let go, and held onto Ji Hui's thigh tightly.

    "But what if I can't get out after I go in?"

    "I finally found my mother."

    Guitong said with sincerity, as if Ji Hui was really his long-lost mother who had no blood relationship.

    Ji Hui's forehead jumped.

    The ghost boy said in a hoarse voice to himself: "There have been celestial masters before, but they disappeared after they entered."

    "I haven't seen them come out anyway."

    "It's really dangerous here."

    "I can feel... someone is watching."

    Guitong said pitifully, Ji Hui hissed softly, turned around and patted Guitong, raising his eyebrows:

    "You don't believe in mother?"

    His voice only increased slightly Somehow, as if questioning, the ghost boy suddenly had red ears and let go of hesitantly.

    Ji Hui stretched out his hand from under the red shirt, just when the ghost boy thought his mother would touch his head again. He bent his eyes and smiled, and very coldly lifted the collar of the ghost boy, and lifted the kid aside.

    "Good boy."

    Ghost boy: ...

    Well, he sighed and watched his mother go in, biting his fingers a little worried.

    "Will mother be alright?" He asked the ragdoll with his head down after the redness in his ears faded.

    The ragdoll's strange eyes rolled.

    The ghost boy said again: "Mother has a longevity flower on her body, so she should be fine."

    He didn't know whether to comfort himself or the doll.